Tuesday, November 29, 2011

The Leopard

Il Gattopardo by Giuseppe di Lampedusa (translated into English as The Leopard) is one of the finest novels I've ever read. And the film by Luchino Visconti (which I watched for the Nth time on television the other evening) is a masterpiece that has not aged one iota since it was made in 1963. Maybe I'm basically a sentimental and romantically-inclined old fellow. Be that as it may, the scene where Burt Lancaster waltzes with Claudia Cardinale moves me today to the same extent as when I first saw this movie, just after my arrival in France.

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About Me

After working in various computing jobs, I retired to an old farm property in the Vercors mountain range, on the edge of the French Alps, where I spend my time writing, playing with the Internet and wandering around on the slopes with my dog Fitzroy, admiring wonders created by the Big Bang and Evolution.